Description
Only a short while ago, the entire Dendrome was as lush and green as the area surrounding Hailol. Then from beneath the earth the Architects came. They consumed all that was green and left behind only sand.
The Achyati are a tribe of ogres, cousins to the Qaijiri. They have abandoned their love of gold for a philosophical richness. When Tasuil and I first came here the Achyati had foreseen Hailol. To stop the Architects is to save the Achyati. Let's free them from the Creep of Oblivion.
Upon completion
I have been waiting for this moment for a long time, [%NAME]. The Cosmic Rhinoceros has traveled the length of time and space. He has told me of your coming - of your victory. He was much more circumspect.